Kneebone assured her that he did say so; and, as a further proof of his sincerity, squeezed her hand very warmly under the table. At length, she suddenly started to her feet; and before Winifred could prevent her, staggered up to Thames. She felt her forehead repeatedly break out in a light sweat. William Kneebone, Of me, Sir, you shall never be bone.
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